Most of the rings were bottles and jars. Feng Qingxuan took a closer look and saw that they were all pills! She even recognized one of them, it was the spirit-gathering pill given to her father by Xu Qingshan who came to break off the engagement!
This person seems to be practicing magic, because there is no fairy sword or puppet in the ring. There are many books on practicing magic. This is good and can be used by Wu Yun.
The strangest thing is that there is a small bronze mirror in the shape of a trigram inside. I don’t know what it is used for. Maybe it’s just an ordinary mirror. After all, it’s not a big deal for a person who cultivates immortality to carry around a mirror with him to trim his appearance.
Strangely, Feng Qingxuan glanced at it and ignored it.
The consciousness withdrew from the ring, and Feng Qingxuan shouted to Wu Yun excitedly, "Wu Yun, we have made a profit now. There are a lot of good things in it! Especially books with basic spells, which are particularly suitable.
You, wait until I take it out for you!"
As he said this, Feng Qingxuan was about to take out the book, but as soon as he moved his fingers, his whole body suddenly froze as if it had been electrified.
Feng Qingxuan stiffened his neck and could not move his head, "Wu Yun, listen, is there any sound behind us?"
When Wu Yun, who was still happy, heard this, he quickly stopped laughing, held his breath, and listened carefully.
The stone room became quiet. The sound of heavy breathing behind him became more and more obvious.
Feng Qingxuan became anxious in her heart. She should have thought that if there were so many treasures in the ring, it meant that this person must be an expert. If an expert would die here, it meant there must be something weird here! But she was just happy to patronize it.
Okay, you actually ignored this!
Right now, the only exit to this stone room was the one they entered, and there was an unknown creature blocking that road right now. It was staring at them and breathing heavily, making the hairs all over their bodies stand up.
Gritting his teeth. People who cultivate immortality should be fearless. Even if they die, they must face the coming danger head-on instead of facing it with their backs. With this thought, Feng Qingxuan turned around decisively.
"Uh...this..." Unexpectedly, what he saw when he turned around made Feng Qingxuan a little stunned. Those nervous feelings just now seemed to have become a joke.
Wu Yun also quickly turned around and took a closer look, "Wild boar?" Wu Yun burst into laughter. Unexpectedly, the two of them were frightened by a wild boar. Although the wild boar is ferocious and powerful, it is not a monster after all.
For those who are cultivating immortals, it is as easy to deal with as killing a chicken.
At this time, the wild boar in Wu Yun's mouth was making eye contact with the two men. It was snorting heavily from its nose and seemed to be very dissatisfied with the intrusion into its place.
But... after Wu Yun took a second look, he felt something was not right. "Miss, you think it looks like a wild boar, but it looks different from a wild boar. The wild boar's tusks are not as long, and you see
, the bristles on its neck also seem to be different from ordinary wild boars.”
At this time, Feng Qingxuan had recognized what it was in front of him and smiled reassuringly, "It's not a wild boar. Its name is Dangkang. Don't be afraid of it. It's a mythical beast."
If she remembered correctly, no, she, Feng Qingxuan, has the ability of photographic memory, so she would not remember wrongly. She had seen this kind of creature in the "Shan Hai Jing" in her previous life. Dangkang, looks like a wild boar and has a bark.
The sound sounds like calling one's own name "Dangkang", which is a mythical beast that blesses crops with good harvests.
